Chaotic amalgam of notes on the life and loves of a half Welsh 45 year old working mother of two in Suffolk UK!

Friday, 29 July 2011

God! I need a holiday just to go on holiday!

ARRRGGGHHHHH I am trying to go on holiday and I am going to, if not already in the middle of blowing a fuse! Talk about stressful! God I need a holiday just to go on holiday!

First I have to get hold of all the paper work. Where is the Euro Tunnel paper that I MUST have with my boarding details and times? It’s somewhere among the piles of detritus on my desk. Buried under research and newspapers and stone cold cups of tea. I knew it was a bad idea to leave it on my desk but at least if it is there it’s not on the floor. But I had a deadline to meet and well I only finished that article at 9am this morning. Then there are the passports and the insurance documents, the wee triangle thingy is in here too I am sure. The boys were playing with it and I confiscated it. All things that get confiscated land up in my office….it gets crowded.

I think the spare bulb is in the kitchen, the bulb for the car headlights which you have to have when travelling in France.

You have to have a lot of things when you travel in France.

I swear I put the bulb in the Jug on the sideboard so I wouldn’t lose it the last time I mucked out the car but there again I could have put it in the tool shed with all the other odds and sods belonging to the car in a fit of being organised.

I mustn’t forget my Day-Glo cat sick coloured reflective vest so that when I do break down or my bulb goes people can see where I am – probably the wrong side of the road.

Oh god yes breakdown cover! Have I enough time to ring the RAC to see if I am covered abroad? Please let them say yes! And does O2 do abroad as well? Or will I come back to a bill the size of the US deficit? Do you think they’d let me default?

Do I know where I am going? I did look on Google but I got lost when I tried to make it bigger so I could see better. Basically I am heading for Le Mans on Saturday, tomorrow. Hope it’s not like Paris; I landed up on the peripherique for hours then got bored and did an impromptu tour at 3 in the morning only realising where I was when I saw the Notre Dame. It would have been far more helpful if they had just left the lights on the Eiffel Tower, but I suppose they needed to save electricity. It was actually quite cool driving round the city when no one else was there I even got to drive through the Arc du Triompheand down the Champs Elysee, not sure if that was entirely legal though…

I shouldn’t be going anywhere near Paris this time if I manage to read the map right A28 all the way from Calais then Abbeville, Rouen, Le Mans, Saumur and that’s it…it may take me a while as I am driving on my own with no trusty map reader beside me, no one to do the tolls and no one to swap the CDs for me.

And there will be two tetchy boys in the back….

Joy!

Is it any wonder I am a tad stressed and that’s just at the thought of the journey!

Heck I haven’t packed either never mind documents and other palaver.

Why am I doing this to myself?

Because my family will be there, that’s why. This is meant to be a lovely happy family holiday….you know that just by writing those words I am putting a curse on the whole thing….

10 comments:

I should really be packing so why am I sitting here at the computer reading blogs about other people getting stressed about going on holiday. Come to think of it, why are you blogging, woman, when you should be finding your triangle and bulb and vest!?

We did the Abbeville, Rouen route on the way to our overnight stop at Orleans last year, to avoid the peripherique. It isn't too bad, though you need to concentrate through Rouen. Have you put it into your SatNav or are you winging it?Have a fabulous time! x

mrsnesbit - very excited in a kind of ohmygodiamdoingthisallbyself kind of way! Will do best to get photos esp if I break down...Trish - I ahev no idea why I ma blogging while I pack but it's fun! Will concentrate round Rouen....

Condolences on the planning; condolences on the travelling. I'm already feeling just terrified for you. Perhaps you could pick up another family member — someone you could convince fairly easily — to help you through some potentially (or is it predictably?) troublesome travels.We do hope your survive the venture, and learn about it's disconcerting events on your blog.Or, you may have just a total lark!

Right, well you've decided me...won't go to France... :) Now have to get back to finding somewhere or other to go - or James won't ever speak to me again.Hope it goes well - not my idea of fun, long solo drive with tolls and tetchy children... :( Just focus on getting there...xxxxxxx